That’s the moment I knew my plan would work. That braggart, Clint Baker, told his underling that in less than a week, he and his wife planned to leave on a week-long cruise out of Galveston. They had no kids, no dogs, no nothing that would remain in an empty house for a whole week. For seven long years, I had waited for an opportunity like that. I needed something to defeat the dogs and the roadblocks. I couldn’t find justice on the outside, playing to the man, so I had to take matters in my own hands. I had to escape. Just like Andy Dufresne in The Shawshank Redemption. We all loved how Dufresne made it out and got back at that evil warden. I’d use Clint Baker to win my freedom.
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